Starting Christmas.

Forget lights and cards and lists. Christmas doesn't start until you begin to deliver the LOOT. Today we started. The Redhead and I went to and started buying and delivering. Not only do folks get a turkey to eat, they also have a turkey killed in their honor.

We delivered turkeys to my brother and nephew and families. Hopefully they will eat it and be ready for more at mom's on Christmas.

Greenberg does a hell of a business. I always pause to remember the fabulous Sandra, (Tootsie) Greenberg, my friend from grade, junior high and high school, now gone these many years.

I know the point is to outlive the hell out of everyone else, but too bad we can't pick the folks we are outliving.